Longevity through Upgrading Buildings

Chapter 698: Chapter 302: Cultivators Are Like Loose Sand

As he arrived, the shadow within the water prison became visibly more agitated, frantically smashing against the stone wall, causing the entire water prison to tremble.

“You’ve come, you’ve finally come!”

“You actually dare to come back, ha ha, Huang Tian, have you forgotten your path? If not for me teaching you the Divine Skill, aiding you in your cultivation, how could you, with your Pseudo Spirit Root, hope to establish a foundation and form a Golden Core?

And even become the Third Elder of the Water Dragon Sect?!!”

Master Xuanxiao stood calmly in front of the water prison, looking at the shadow within without expression, speaking:

“Haven’t forgotten even for a moment.”

“Then where’s my Cold Iron Sand!!” The shadow fiercely banged against the water prison.

A loud rumble echoed throughout the water prison.

But immediately a series of purple lightning appeared above the water prison, striking the shadow as it howled continuously.

Master Xuanxiao watched without changing expression or speaking.

The shadow eventually couldn’t withstand the purple lightning and retreated back into the water prison, cursing and muttering:

“Back when you needed me to give you the follow-up Cultivation Technique, you would bring me Cold Iron Sand time and again, attending to me more diligently than to your own father.”

“But now that you’ve received the follow-up Cultivation Technique, let alone months, have you even visited once in years?”

“I only need a mere one or two hundred pounds of Cold Iron Sand to get out—why haven’t you given it to me?!”

“Don’t tell me you can’t get it, you, a Third Elder of the Water Dragon Sect—if word gets out across the Cangluo Continent, it’d be laughable.”

Looking at the seemingly deranged shadow, Master Xuanxiao maintained his expressionless façade and said:

“I really can’t get it.”

“You don’t know how chaotic the outside world has become, Demon Dao has completely infiltrated Shang Dong. Recently, Corpse Transporting Mountain of the six Immortal Sects was destroyed, Spirit Control Sect hastily surrendered to Shangxi’s Demon Dao.”

“My Water Dragon Sect doesn’t know where to turn, and the inner resources of Cold Iron Sand have been depleted; I don’t even dare to go out—how can I bring you Cold Iron Sand?”

“Are you serious?”

The shadow, hearing this, was half doubting; if things have truly gotten to this point, then it seemed reasonable Huang Tian couldn’t procure the Cold Iron Sand.

Master Xuanxiao, hearing the doubt, didn’t explain further, but raised his right hand with four fingers, solemnly declaring:

“I, Huang Tian, hereby swear, now that Corpse Transporting Mountain is destroyed by Shangxi’s Demon Dao, and Spirit Control Sect has surrendered to Shangxi’s Demon Dao, if what I say is false, may my cultivation stagnate for eternity!”

As the oath was made, the rules subtly rippled over Master Xuanxiao.

The shadow finally had nothing to say, reluctantly muttering:

“Then wait until the situation slightly improves, you absolutely must deliver the Cold Iron Sand, absolutely.”

“Don’t worry, you are my master, I definitely will.”

After Master Xuanxiao spoke, he seemed to sense something and took out a Communication Talisman from his Storage Bag, then amplified his voice.

A hurried voice echoed within the water prison.

“Third Elder, where are you? The Demon Dao has attacked again, in the west; the Great Elder and Sect Leader are not here, please return quickly to take charge of the situation.”

“You’ve heard the situation, too many issues outside, I’ll leave now—next time I’ll bring Cold Iron Sand.”

“Alright, alright, my dear disciple, you must remember.”

The shadow’s voice carried a hint of pleading.

“Master, even if you don’t trust me, you should trust in the method to cleanse the Spirit Root; I haven’t received it yet, how could I give up on you, right?”

Master Xuanxiao clarified, strangely giving the shadow peace of mind.

“That’s true, alright, you go ahead, don’t disturb my cultivation.”

Master Xuanxiao, hearing this, responded, then transformed into Escape Light and left the underground water prison.

When he appeared again, he had returned to the island surface.

Inside the room, Xiao Chengyi, who had just sent the communication, put away the Communication Talisman, slightly worriedly asking:

“Master, do we really need to keep sending the Cold Iron Sand to the Grandmaster?”

“Not at all.”

Master Xuanxiao sat down, sneering, “Give him more Cold Iron Sand, let him wear down the water prison…do you believe if he gets out, the first thing he’ll do is kill both of us.”

“I believe.”

Xiao Chengyi nodded firmly, his heart eased hearing Master Xuanxiao’s words.

“Back when his identity as a Demon was discovered, I believed he’d definitely kill us if he got out.”

“What about the Secret Technique he still has…”

“You don’t need to think about that, it’s his last trump card; if he’s not released, he won’t give it, and if he is released, he still won’t give it.”

Master Xuanxiao sighed, gently patting the armrest.

“After all, I understand my master’s character all too well.”

“Yes, and from the Patriarch’s words, we’ll soon move to the Desolate Ancient Continent. Being accepted by the Taiyi Immortal Sect, we shouldn’t lack the Secret Technique for cleansing Spirit Roots?”

Xiao Chengyi felt assured about this.

“That’s indeed the logic.”

During the conversation, Master Xuanxiao leaned back on the chair.

“Once we’re at the Desolate Ancient Continent and join the Taiyi Immortal Sect, as master and disciple, we must always act as disciples of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, doing things from the Taiyi Immortal Sect’s standpoint.”